C82 Escape Day

"Roar!"

Even though the monster couldn't understand what I was saying, it could see my expression. It seemed to be enraged by my words and its roars became louder and louder.

He even used both his hands to prop himself up from the ground and pounced towards me.

How powerful were these arms? His body weighed at least two hundred Jin, yet he could shoot them out like a cannonball with his hands on the ground.

What the hell.

"Scram."

I was angry too. Isn't it just a monster? How dare you act so peremptorily in front of me?

Look at how I kick you and teach you how to see stars appear in your eyes.

After determining the position, I kicked the monster's eye area.

This kick used almost 99% of my strength, which is to say, I bullied the monster to lose both its legs. Thus, its movement speed was very slow.

If he had legs, then I would definitely not be his match. I might even lose my brain from eating too much.

But there was no if.

"Bam."

With a kick, I felt as though I had kicked a rock. This fellow didn't even move at all.

Even if you give me a reaction.

I was dumbfounded. What defensive power?

He couldn't fight anymore.

"Run, run!"

This was the only thought in my mind. Let's get out of here first.

But when I turned around, the monster was completely enraged and it charged towards me once again with both hands on the ground.

This guy is going to jump on me.

At that moment, the eye on my arm finally opened.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was met with a resplendent glow and golden rays of light. Furthermore, they were accompanied by waves of chanting, solemn and holy.

A ray of golden light shot out from the eye and struck the monster's chest.

Awoo.

The monster let out a blood-curdling screech as if it had suffered a heavy injury. Then, it howled and tore open the door frame as it ran out.

Outside, of course, there was another commotion, but that was none of my business.

Since someone was raising this kind of monster, they must have some methods to subdue it.

At this moment, the eyes on my arm looked extremely tired, and I closed my eyes listlessly.

I don't know what to do either. If it wasn't for the eyes on my arm, my life would have definitely ended here.

No wonder Master Ge said that this thing is harmless. It is more than harmless. It could even save my life.

"Let's leave first."

As the eyes on my arm closed, I felt another wave of fatigue, as if I could easily fall asleep.

After stumbling my way through, I finally found a temporary exit and rushed out.

The road on this side led to the KTV's back door. There was not even a bus stop, let alone a taxi, not even a car could be found.

It's a wilderness, how do I get back to school?

The commotion over at the KTV has stopped. I could vaguely see a few figures flash over. Their auras were very strong. I was afraid that they would catch that monster and put it into the tank soaked in formalin.

After wandering around for a while, with the help of the street lamp, I finally saw the light in front of me.

It seemed to be a temple over there. It was a very small kind of temple.

Monasteries were generally based on the Zen Forest system of the mountain gates. There were very few monasteries with this logic, but it wasn't like there weren't any.

"Excuse me, is anyone here?"

Under the moonlight, I lightly knocked on the door, hoping to find a place to stay for the night.

This temple probably did not even have half a football field and only had a few shabby bungalows. It was estimated that there were very few pilgrims and believers within the temple.

A lot of the red paint on the door had fallen off, giving off a dilapidated feeling.

Originally, the university was located in the suburbs, and the area near the KTV was one of the suburbs.

It was reasonable for the temples here to act in such a manner.

"There's someone, who is it? This old bag of bones is too slow to walk, don't mind it."

An aged and distant voice sounded out, accompanied by slow and heavy footsteps.

"Creak."

The old vermilion door was opened and latched from the inside, revealing a face full of wrinkles.

"Are you the host?"

My eyelids slightly lifted as I looked at the old monk who was about 70 years old and was wearing a worn-out monastic robe.

The old monk was unkempt and looked as if he hadn't bathed for days. He scratched the itch on his neck and looked at me as he asked, "Where are you going?"

"Who are you?"

"I say, are you the host?"

I raised my voice. This old monk has the back of his ear!

"What host?"

The old monk asked again.

"Alright then. Bye bye. Take a rest. I'll go visit Buddha. I'll take a walk around the hall."

It was hard to say, but the old man's ears must be off too.

"Oh, Buddha, why didn't you say so earlier? Alright, I'll burn eighty-one incense pillars. I only charge a hundred to get the merit box. Don't throw one for each one of you, you're too lazy to clean up."

The old monk said seriously.

I turned around and walked away, not wanting to waste another word with him.

What kind of person is this!?

After walking around the temple with great difficulty, I finally found a young monk. The young monk was also an orphan and grew up in the temple.

Although it was called a side room, it was actually just a kang without a quilt.

Alright, let's sleep together. What kind of bike is this?

I'll catch a taxi back to school tomorrow morning.

I gave the little monk a hundred yuan, which made him jubilant.

"Alas, each of these teacher and disciple is more talented than the other."

I closed the door and watched the young monk leave, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

The name of this place was Lanke Temple, there were only two people here from top to bottom.

The old monk who presided over the fight, the one who rang the bell, the young monk.

There was no one else in the room. The Master and disciple were living a miserable life, and there weren't many people who would come to the incense burner.

However, the Great Proud Palace was too shabby. Many of the statues' bodies had lost their color. How could someone come like this?

For example, I've lived in the school for a few years, but this is the first time I've seen a temple here.

Due to the eyes on my arm, I dare say that it must have expended my energy to release that golden light. Yet, after a day and a night of sleep, I dozed off once again.

As soon as my head fell, I fell into a deep sleep.

Once he slept, he would lose track of time.

Outside, the full moon hung high in the sky.

In addition to the brick bed, I slept in a relatively remote location in the northwest corner of the temple.

After sleeping for who knows how long, before he woke up, he suddenly felt a cold feeling on his neck.

"Stop messing around, Zhu Qilin. Can you scram? I don't have this sort of special hobby. I have this kind of special hobby, go and find someone else."

I instinctively gave him a slap, as I thought that he was just joking around the dorm.

At this point, my consciousness hadn't fully recovered. It was probably due to me being too tired.

A few minutes later, the cold feeling returned. This time, it was even more real and there was even the sound of sucking.

"What are you doing? I'm not talking about it."

I shouted, but when I shouted, I suddenly regained consciousness.

No, I borrowed someone else's room from the temple. I wasn't in the dorm at all, nor was I in the same room with Zhu Qilin.

What's that thing behind my neck?

I thought with horror, like a basin of cold water poured over me.